My experience of pure franticness...
How many of you have awoken at 2am busting for a leak?
A few mates of mine have an 8.5 ton ex school bus which they've converted to a motor home and live on from time to time, I decided i'd try it out for a few nights and see how it goes - quite well. Anyway i've settled in for the night and the rule is that the last person on the bus locks the door and turns off the lights. I wake up during the night (2 or 3am, no idea) wanting to take a leak, I laid in my bunk for a while thinking that if I keep still it'll go away, It didn't, I was still in that zone where you're 3/4 awake but too lazy to get up and the pressure was starting to build up behind the flood gates... Finally after 10mins I get up and jump down from the bunk - big mistake - the reverse gravity and sudden 'stop' made the fluids go from the roof to the floor of my bladder therefore putting even more pressure on the gates. I run out of the sleeping area, one hand firmly grabbing onto my cock in a vain hope that it'll prevent a leak, I race down to the front door only to remember that the door was locked for security, I frantically run back to the sleeping area, grab my keys, run back down to the front door (all this in pitch darkness because I couldn't find the light switch) and realise i've got 6 keys on a keychain and I do not have time to try them all. Time was fast running out, I was at the point of giving in and just wetting my boxer shorts but I discovered that I could pry the door open just far enough to poke my Long John through the gap.... the gates of hell opened just as I stuck my dick in the gap and the because the pressure had been building for such a long time it triggered a very sharp pain in my lower back....my legs went numb with the pain but I was bent on keeping myself 'in the gap' until it was all out of my system.
I was in far too much pain to walk, just as I collapsed in the aisle the lights came on and here I was laying on my side with my boxer shorts around my knees, cock firmly in hand and my 3 mates standing just inside the sleeping area wondering what the fu*k just happened.
To this day I still don't know *if* I 'made it out the door' but none of them has ever asked me what I was doing on that night.